Stories tagged “gun”

  • Thor's Hammer

    They say that weapons forged in the heat of the battle can never be used outside the glory and the death of the fight. They say that weapons used in battle will never be content to rest idle. They say… I cared not what they said. My enemies near ...

    • Author: HSAR
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Trust

    They gave me a gun. But, I took the world, I thought as I turned from the room, placing my gun back in the holster concealed under my tuxedo. It felt light. It hummed. I could feel the heat of its muzzle ever-so-slightly through my white cotton shirt....

    • Author: Miss Molly
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Push

    “They Gave me a Gun. But I took the world.” They spat in my face, I drowned in the shame. They punched my gut, the blow felt like a bullet. So don’t pretend like it’s okay, when you made it the opposite. Don’t nod your hea...

    • Author: Katie Kim
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • They Gave Me a Gun

    Early birds sing outside my window. Shafts of pale moonlight fade into the gray pre-dawn of another day. Not that I can see much through the high barred slats. Just enough to know there is another world beyond my dim, cramped cell. Somewhere a drum rol...

    • Author: shadowlight
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Push (poetic version)

    “They Gave me a Gun. But I took the world.” They spat in my face, I drowned in the shame. They punched my gut, the blow felt like a bullet. So don’t pretend like it’s okay, when you made it the opposite. Don’t nod your head and sympathi...

  • Nothing But the Truth

    I had a hard time coming to terms with the death of both parents within a couple months of each other, especially seeing as I’d shot one. The court date had been set. I had exactly three weeks to prepare and my best friend’s older brother w...

    • Author: megannnn
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
  • What It Could Be (Mature)

    Half-drunk and wholely-stoned Darren fumbled with the lock. He paused to scratch indecently, not that any of the neighbors gave a crap at 2 AM. Who gave a crap about anything at this hour, he thought to himself. Shrugging off the suspicion that the itc...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • To Kill A Liar

    She orders a vodka tonic instead and sifts through the weight of his words. She catches his bottom lip quiver slightly and she fixes her stare on him with a confident slant in her eyes. “I don’t believe you’ve ever harmed a fly.”...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Steel To The Touch

    He fidgets around in his seat pretending to be supremely uncomfortable with his chair all of a sudden, rolling an annoyed eye to his watch and then to the waitress busily roving in the back ground. Looking anywhere to avoid her dominating stare— ...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Motives

    “Listen, Rachel.” James starts. “I know who you are.” He squeezes his voice through an uneasy, clenched smile, leans in and slides his hand onto hers— the same one she’s using to grasp her pistol by the barrel beneath the table. Jam...

  • Two Drops of Blood

    Rachel draws her weapon and rises to her feet. She presses the pistol into James’ forehead hissing “pow” over his ear. James desperately tries to maneuver his head away from the gun’s point blank aim. Petrified shock stretches o...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Shadows

    A soldier’s shadow Feels no pain Sliding over jagged gravel— Its black outline does not contain The fragile face from which it came The fragile face that’s in my aim Is mute and vague I cannot hear its screams It hasn’t lived or died ...

    • Author: Tad Winslow
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Right Motivation

    I walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk. Looking into the trunk I saw a man gagged and bound with duct tape. “Okay,” I said to myself, “I can do this.” I pulled the man out of the trunk. He tried to scream and strug...

    • Author: Nick B
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
  • Brothers, Guns, and Manliness

    There ain’t a thing inherently manly about pulling a trigger. Time to time, the subtleties of life combine in terms of what put the gun in such a position and just whereto that bullet is whipping off to such that the whole situation might meet mu...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 4 years ago.
  • Voice Mail

    Please enter your password, then press pound You have one new voice message First voice message “What I’m about to tell you is probably the most important piece of information you will ever receive in your life. Don’t stop listening f...

    • Author: soup
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The End part 1

    Luke sat down amongst the newly dead and leaned back against the crumbling stone wall, its bullet scars a testament to the recent battle. Bits of grimy plaster rained down on him as he looked up at the puffy white clouds that swam slowly across the bri...

    • Author: Eturnus
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • The End part 2

    He pulled a rumpled pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket and bit one out, realizing too late that he didn’t have a lighter anymore. He willed his sore limbs into motion and pushed himself up off the floor, and looking down at his seat Luke ...

    • Author: Eturnus
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • The End Part 3

    He was looking paler and paler as more sweat poured from him to wash away the old, staining clothes that felt heavier and heavier on his body as the minutes passed by. The footsteps were getting louder now and Luke knew that they must be close. Then t...

    • Author: Eturnus
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • The End Part 4

    The five men took a step back on instinct, but soon recovered and raised their rifles to take aim. He raised his pistol, which in truth wasn’t his having taken it from one of the recently dead, and looked down the sights of the dead man’s g...

    • Author: Eturnus
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
  • In Between Minds- Precipice of Responsibility

    The closer I got to the door, the slower I moved. A few feet from it, I stopped entirely. “If tying up loose ends is rule two, then what is rule one?” “Why obedience, of course.” At that moment he sounded like the Polkovnik. The...

  • Fifty Bucks Worth of Confidence

    The gun was small, denser than it looked, and felt as if it carried the weight of the world inside it. “How much?” Jenny asked despite herself. She wasn’t even into guns . “For you? Gimme fifty and we’ll call it square....

  • Partnership of the Gun

    “My future?” I asked. She nodded, kneeling down to speak to me face to face. “I can probably get you assigned to another robot body, if you want. A car, like mine, or a motorcycle.” I shook my head, the servos making little whir...

  • Convergence (Mature)

    John crept to the door of the only motel room that had a light on, gun in hand. Sometimes Sherry’s partners need to be persuaded against making trouble. Some men found their courage hidden behind their pride. Idiots. Voices rang out, clear throug...

    • Author: Robert Quick
    • Posted almost 4 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Mary's little lamb

    Mary had a little lamb whose fleece was white as snow, until it stained a deep blood red, the night she shot her bow. For Mary hated being followed, by her little lamb. Therefore she decided to kill it, with her own two hands. After Mary chopped the le...

  • Heists for Guns

    Johnny Reznor walked into Munitions Unlimited Inc. and ordered an Infinity Series no. 2. The receptionist looked him up and down and sneered. “I’m sorry, sir, that would require much more money than you are used—” “Cash,”...

    • Author: zxvasdf
    • Posted over 3 years ago.